Love sees all and excuses much
My house is covered in these photos - I just figure I like them more than landscapes of pictures or my wedding photos.
Love is in us and the power to forgive. Like excusing someone is in us.
Some say religion is the same as love, I just do not buy it. I lay me down to sleep at night and I pray for as many folks whose names I can remember. And some I just picture. Maybe it is just me. Love excuses transgressions. Love sees all in a good way. If we choose we can alter that and make it bad. Love sees and love excuses.
Now I lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord these souls to keep: ....... If I should die before I wake I pray the Lord these souls to take.
And I always pray before eating --- Rub a dub dub three men in a tub -- hallelujah and thanks for the grub.
Well I am kidding just a little but the point is that there ain't no religion here. We are not unholy but we view God as our best friend not some supreme ruler.
You see in my house there ain't no obligation
My wife born Buddhist and my son just really love Jesus. They just like the guy and his ideas. Ok my wife and I are devout Christians you could say. But we have not belonged to a denomination for years. We just kind of read the Bible for thought and love each other for practice. We like the Catholic traditions. We have studied and understand the Catechism. But sometimes it is just about eating the food and hugging our buddies on Sunday.
Sometimes we go to church to serve. Maybe to preach or to teach or to greet or to bring and or serve food. Maybe we just go to give our thoughts and prayers in a group for someone suffering. OK and sometimes there are little parties going on. And sometimes we go to see some friends we have been missing.
(I cannot help the pun - sometimes we have excuses not to go hihihi)
I apologize to our Religionists. But we just do not shake our booty that way.
We get up in the morning and pray and we pray at meals and at bed time and brush teeth and wash face time.
We got these crosses hanging from our rear view mirrors and we just love the Gospels.
We just ain't got no religion. Not old time and not new time. We have our notions of God and Jesus and the Holy spirit.
But by golly jingles we just cannot follow dogma. Really strange. Maybe my son will straighten us out -- His Baptized name is Gabriel My San. Which translated means Angel American Saint, from Vietnamese. But that was given to him by his Buddhist Grandma - go figure.
Now I am just suggesting that my life -- broken down is not all that great. I am a writer, and we all know that means poverty and ridicule. I Preach for no money. I feed and help homeless for nothing. I am behind on my bills.
But somethin somethin keeps us happy.
Religion is OK. But not for my home. We just do not roll that way
There just is this thing in the air.
So I got a fancy pantsy degree in philosophy and another fancy pantsy one in philosophy of law and I have been commissioned to study the canons to come up with reasons women cannot be priests and homosexuals are wrong. Well I found both concepts to be contrary to love. Laws against love are funky.
Praying for others
Do you pray for others
Love and Religion
Do you think Religion sometimes interferes with love
I just love this love song, my mom played on vinyl a lot
Do you ever forgive or excuses someone just because you can
Do you make a habit of consciously excusing others whom you love?
Just to let you know, I like rituals
I just like em. You know folks in robes candles lit, a procession to begin. Reading at least a Psalm, an epistle and then the Gospel and then some preaching and then the peace and I like at least some liturgy for communion. I like the hymn placed just so and singing hallelujah before reading the Gospel. I am not get all freaky deaky about perfection and I do not place them above just the plain getting together to share and love.
Let me put it this way. When I raced downhill skiing for a living I had ritualistic pattern I followed from a quiet meditation memorizing the course to warm up stretching to kissing my skiis to running in place to using my hand to visualize what I was going to do where and when. I got me psyched up! I have rituals that get me psyched for writing and ones before a big hike. I even have them to get me in the right frame of mind to drive in traffic.
Well all that churchy liturgy stuff psychs me up to preach or listen to God in my heart, it gets me in the right space. And if we do it basically the same every time it settles me in and blocks out the outside world so I can let God in.
But count me out of the dogma.
Love excuses much
Think excusing, not an excuse
Do not get the two confused. We all know what an excuse is. It is a balderdash explanation for a failure of some kind. But when we say love excuses it is different. When I grew up we ate dinner very formally with one hand in the lap, please and thank you and may I, loud was not acceptable and rude was intolerable. If we wanted to go get something or answer a phone during dinner you looked to the elder and said, "may I please be excused". That is the kind of excuses I am talking about. I love we ask to be excused we do not offer up excuses. In real love the were are automatically excused.
Perhaps that is too old fashion of an explanation. So let me say it this way -- in love do not wait for an excuse -- excuse before being asked.
My mom used to say "Eric I know you have a game tonight do you need to excuse yourself?" A gentle reminder that it was time to go and a pre-forgiveness for leaving early. That is how a host should act to his guests. Or a parent should be to a child.
Basically just leave love alone unless you are going to nurture it.
Love is truly innate. Babies are born with it. We can be taught how to acting lovingly, which is a very good thing. But if we just leave it alone it will do things like excuse and take care of and grow. It will make us happy. And ultimately make others happy. So if you do not have something good to do with it, leave it alone, it will be good all by itself.
Please excuse these niceties.
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